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Photo prompt curtsy of Anshu Bhojnagarwala
Photo prompt curtsy of Anshu Bhojnagarwala

I once shimmered under the spot lights, whilst my mistress played for royalty, but now I have hit hard times. I wait in hope that someone will take pity on me and restore my gift and allow me again to offer beautiful music. Until then I will accept that people will smile at my predicament. For it is better to be a receptacle for worms and flowers than end up in landfill, or worse, be chipped and fed into a burner, to generate electricity for these new fangled electric organs.

Footnote: sorry about the delay in posting this week, I am rather busy at the moment. So I may not get chance to make many comments, hoewever I do look forward to reading this week’s offerings.

A fine day at Mevagissey
A fine day at Mevagissey
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  1. I read an article today about how “they” could train bots to write fiction. I was justifiably aghast. And then I thought, isn’t it the same thing “they” have been doing with music and paintings, even photography?
    Really makes you think….

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